The Train

I hear a whistle like sound.
The rattle of the wheels against the rails.
I open the door in a hurry to see it before it vanishes.
I can barely see anything,there is smoke everywhere.
This is ridiculous.everything is.
How can the smoke blur my vision?
Of course i am imagining this.
Ha! there it is.I am finally able to see it.
The sight depresses me and i can never figure out why.
I see it going and suddenly it strikes me.
Like a bolt of lightning,a flash of truth.
It reminds of the time passing by and how helpless we all are.
Not able to do anything about it.
Despite everything,the sadness and the hopelessness.
I still want to see it and now i know why.